Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Another Version)

When I was young, Mama bought me a
A microphone and she I'd go far
She said, "Just keep it raw, the hardcore"
to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can a bullet in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, brings stress
I'm vexed, my rings, collect caller from Jeff
The say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They plan an like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
Don't they know like Sting, I can this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the block with the rock
Things done changed since spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

Sit right and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be witcha girl loose
But you can a bullet in your goose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose